I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 570: Accidents
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"Instructor, can I get the armor now? I can't wait to meet Brother T!"
In the habitat area of the Southern Cross Central Space Station, Tong Ling was shaking the instructor's arm and asking questions one after another.
The transport ship is currently undergoing a refurbishment at the Southern Cross Central Shipyard.
This month has seen another major technological innovation, with some additional new equipment for warp stacking and hypercurvature flight stability control on transport ships.
As a result, the estimated break period has been extended by one month to four months.
Can be on the battlefield a month later, some people are happy and some people are disappointed, but Tong Ling doesn't care about these at all, she only thinks about meeting with T brother.
She has been waiting in the habitat area for three days. The instructor only said that the T100's situation is special and you have to be patient.
Others' Sky X3 is standard armor, and only needs to be debugged once before leaving the factory.
However, as a special new type of armor, the T100 has to undergo complex reliability demonstrations and additional debugging before it is handed over to the pilot.
The pilot who takes over now is Tong Ling, a twelve-year-old girl, of course, she has to be more cautious.
The information in the Intelligent Warfare Database is enormous.
When the pilot programs the preset program, the amount of information that needs to be transmitted is not small, and it is impossible to use keyboard or voice input. enough information to pass through.
Each nerve connection takes a huge toll on the pilot's psyche.
There is a very important parameter when the nerve is directly connected, which is related to the stability of the link and the information transmission rate, which is the coordination degree.
During the link, if the pilot's mental state is slightly poor, his attention is a little loose, or his level is unstable, resulting in a sharp drop in coordination, he may collapse on the spot and become a vegetative state.
This type of pilot is often referred to as the Broken.
The consciousness of the broken person will be involved in the armored intelligent system, and then torn into pieces, becoming meaningless redundant information in the intelligent system, and shattered in the next system self-check.
These data have no value to be collected, neither can they be reconstructed into a personality, nor can they analyze any available resources, and even the professional skills that the Crusher pilots already possess cannot be extracted.
Of course, the fact that a student can pass the assessment to obtain a professional license and successfully graduate from the pilot academy indicates that the student has comprehensive qualities in all aspects, and the probability of becoming a crusher is low.
However, Tong Ling's situation is special and needs to be treated with caution.
Time passed day by day, and half a month passed before I knew it, and Tong Ling couldn't wait for the news of T100.
Her mood gradually cooled down from her anxiety at the beginning, and she became less impatient. She reopened the T100's manual, reviewing the past page by page from beginning to end.
Unbeknownst to Tong Ling, her every move these days is under the watchful eyes of the jury.
If she continues to be so impatient, she might really miss the T100.
On this day, Tong Ling finally got what she wanted.
She passed the observation test and was taken to the secret warehouse in the Southern Cross Center by the instructor.
The instructor entered the verification, and the sealed chamber made a rumbling sound and slowly opened.
The whole body is jet black, and the T100, which glows faintly under the light, slowly emerges in front of Tong Ling's eyes.
"From today on, it's yours. I hope you can handle it."
The instructor said slightly excitedly.
He knows how thrilling the two-week final judging can be.
Tong Ling didn't realize it, she just stared blankly at the huge armor.
The feeling of being watched is getting clearer.
She even vaguely felt that the person standing opposite her was not a pair of intelligent weapons, but a person.
"Thank you, instructor, I see."
"Don't thank me."
The instructor took a deep breath and asked, "Would you like to take a break before testing your coordination?"
"Don't take a break, I'm doing fine now. Start now."
"Are you sure?"
"For sure and sure!"
Looking at this little girl's cheerful appearance, the instructor was inexplicably infected by her, "Okay!"
He also learned Tong Ling's tone and said loudly.
With the instructor's operation, a round hole with a diameter of 0.5 meters was opened in the chest of T100, and then a noose-shaped connection line was extended from the inside to a height of 0.8 meters from the ground.
The end of the connection line is a metal plate that flows with colorful light like soap bubbles under the sun.
These lights are of course not just for visual goodness.
Each different color changes alternately, it is a manifestation that the system is releasing a surge of energy similar to the quantum storm of the human brain.
"Do you remember the procedure?"
The instructor asked.
Tong Ling nodded, "Remember."
"Okay, let's get started."
Tong Ling closed her eyes and slowly put the palm of her right hand on it.
The colored light turned into substance and spread up Tong Ling's palm little by little until the back of her hand was submerged.
A look of pain begins to appear on her face.
This is a natural reaction when a person's palm is penetrated by energy, indicating that her mind is starting to link with the T100's system.
The instructor had a heart in his throat.
Although he doesn't believe in the gods and Buddhas, he still prays silently in his heart. The sage blesses him. I hope that nothing will happen to Tong Ling. It is best to pass the 50% coordination degree in the first test.
About five minutes later, messages began to appear in the blank projection in front of the instructor.
"Coordination: %."
The instructor clenched his fist with his right hand and could hardly wait to scream in the sky~IndoMTL.com~ I bet it right!
Tong Ling's first test exceeded the previous record.
I feel right!
He giggled, as if he had seen himself being honored by a general when he was promoted.
But she said that in Tong Ling's thinking space, she was in inexplicable trouble.
The situation is not as good as the instructor seems to be.
The brain system of the T100 is very manic, like a violent storm.
No matter how hard she tried to find it, she couldn't find the virtual input port that should have appeared easily.
She's lost and trapped.
……
At the far end, Chen Feng also frowned.
He didn't expect the little girl to have such a high degree of coordination with the T100 system, and she immediately entered the full-mind immersion mode just after the first connection.
This is supposed to be a deep mode that can only be opened by a skilled pilot who has cooperated with each other for a long time and "knows the bottom of each other", but I didn't expect it to be triggered automatically.
Chen Fengguang had already exhausted his strength just to communicate with the armor over a long distance.
Now, in this small space, another person's complete consciousness has been broken into, and it has completely dispersed as soon as he comes, and he can't do it.
He can't catch the other person's mind.
It feels like there is a thick layer of frosted glass between two people who should know each other.
They can see each other's shadows, but they don't know who the other party is, and they can't pass their voices or talk to each other.
"Fanxing, what should I do now? Can I force the power off?"
Chen Feng asked.
Fanxing shrugged, "I'm afraid not, she has to wait until she finds a way out in the labyrinth and pulls out your shadow. Otherwise, she will directly become the Broken."
"It's a little embarrassing. It's a pity that it's rare to have a person with a coordination degree above 50%."
Chen Feng sighed.